From Arveen Datta
D’Arcy,
It is with an absolute heavy heart to be writing this letter, I have been struggling for the past week on what I would be writing. I have fighting back tears and waves of sadness and it finally hit me, sadness and tears is NOT what D’Arcy Mercer represents. So instead of dealing with what seems to be a never-ending stream of constant sadness and tears I will channel my emotions into positive thoughts and remembrance and take a page out of the book of D’Arcy.
The last couple of days have been a chance for me to reflect on the past growing up with You, Sonny, Alex and later down the road Isaac, It was one of my most fondest memories as a child. Each time I walked home from elementary school on Friday’s I always hoped when our house appeared that Sandy’s car was in our driveway and she was there to “kidnap us”. The Mercer kidnapping weekends were always guaranteed to be a good time whether it was us swimming, exploring the woods, drinking an entire rainbow pack of Crush or several pounds of Air Heads (candy) ultimately causing a temporary belly ache I always had a smile on my face. I always considered you an older brother to me as you possessed all of the traits; respect, kindness and just overall BADASSNESS. I especially enjoyed it when you took my sisters tubing (in the green boat) and would purposefully drive them into a swampy area of the lake, they were not thrilled (classic big brother thing to do).
I would like to admit one thing though, I always had the hope and dream that you and Kad would get married so that Ali and I could be brother in-laws (this was at an early age). Obviously, those cards were not in the deck of life but I am happy you were able to find your husband Carlos; he’s a lucky man to have such a funny and quirky partner the memories that you two have made together will forever be immortalized as will the fond memorize that I have of you, nothing will be able to take that away from us.
You have a terrific Family and the Datta’s are grateful to consider you not just friends but Family and will always be there for whatever it is the Mercer’s need as we are forever indebted to the Mercers for all of the support they gave my parents in the early years of Cancoil when my parents just needed a break from their adorable children (especially the youngest one) I will continue to think of you which know will always guarantee a smile and a chuckle, thank you for being awesome, positive, amazing, wonderful, funny quirky and badass.
Love,
Veener, Madison, Marin and Ollie